|Neverland, Here I Am
Author: NomDePlumes PM
My life was nothing but being compared to my sister Wendy and working. But then came a boy. A boy about my age that could fly! A boy that took me to neverland (I suck at summaries, please view!) rate K for languageRated: Fiction K+ - English - Sci-Fi/Fantasy - Peter P. & unknown - Chapters: 3 - Words: 1,492 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 6 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 12-14-12 - Published: 12-02-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8758308
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DICLAIMER: I ONLY OWN MY OCS DONT SUE ME. I DONT OWN PETER PAN!
"Why can't you be like Wendy?"
"Why aren't you as pretty as Wendy?"
"Why aren't you as friendly as Wendy?"
"Why aren't you like Wendy? Blah, blah, blah." I recite as I plop onto my tiny bed.
That's all I hear, day and night. It's always the same thing. Why i'm not like Wendy. Maybe because I have more than three brain-cells and can actually support my own being. But no-one seems to notice, they all favorite my twin sister anyways. Most people would say that it is most likely my imagination telling me that they favorite her, but let me tell you, it's true. Right now, she is sitting in her spacious room while changing into her silk nightgown, and getting ready to sleep in her Egyptian cotton sheets. That's her life. Mine's different. Right at the moment, i'm in my closet spaced room while not bothering to change out of my black leggings and Pink Floyd t-shirt that was two sizes two big, and flopping down on my squeaky spring bed.
A silent huff escaped my lips and circled around in the dusty air of the room. A single silver tear traveled down my face until sleep came and traveled me away to a dream about my favorite musical; Les Miserables. It seems like sleep is the only thing that is kind to me. But it was soon interrupted.
Coming from the room next door, Wendy's room, I heard voices. One was Wendy's and one was someone else. Then, I got an idea. I quietly searched under my bed for my disposable camera. Only four more pictures left, I thought, Better make it count. I tip-toed out of my room to her bedroom door. When I pressed my ear against it, I could still her the other voice. Thank god, I thought I was hallucinating. The door handle as chilling when I touched it, but not enough for me to bale on my plan. Here goes nothing. One. Two. Three!
The door swung open and I quickly snapped a picture of Wendy and a rather cute boy. Man, with this blackmail, maybe i'll be able to make her get my Sweeney Todd DVD.
"Ha! I got you now, princess! When Linda and John get home, they may or may not find this onto of their bed." I gloated while waving the camera.
"Whose Linda and John?" the boy asked. He had a heavy British tone that matched his overall appearance. He had chocolate brown hair with streams of silver and some kind of Victorian era clothing on. Weird. His pale skin contrasted my tan-pale skin. When I looked at his hands, I saw him and Wendy's together. Gross.
"Oh my god! What are you doing here? Get out you freak of nature!" Wendy scoffed before turning to the boy and put on her best innocent face.
"That's rather rude Wendy. Ladies are suppose to be polite. Hello, miss. I'm Peter. Peter Pan." the boy said while bowing. Weird, again.
"Um...sup Peter. I'm...Cosette." I said. I still don't trust him, so why not give him a fake name? Wendy just rolled her blue eyes when I said my name.
"That's a rather pretty name. One of the prettiest I've ever heard." he said. I could feel my face getting warmer from ever single word.
"You two ladies want to come with me?" he said to break the silence.
"Yes!" Wendy said.
I just rolled my eyes. For all we know this boy could be a rapist. Peter then turned to me as if I was going to say yes like my sister.
"I just met you! For all I know you could be a robber, or in a gang."
"Peter is not in a gang, you stupid girl." said a tiny voice. Then, a small blue woman with wings cam up to my face and scowled. If I wasn't so annoyed I might have screamed.
I narrowed my eyes at the woman. "Let call a compromise. You and your boyfriend take my sister to wherever you want, and write a note saying that you kidnapped her and i'll go back in my room, tie myself up and day you guys over powered me. Okay? We're done here.' I stated, walking away triumphantly.
"No, no, no. You're coming with us, milady. You need to learn to have fun."
Suddenly, Peter's warm hands wrapped around my waist and began hauling me towards the open window. My mouth began screaming the worst swear words I know. I closed my eyes, waiting for my body to be flung out. Then, I felt like I was flying. He must have thrown me already. Wait, the window is only on the fourth floor, it wouldn't have taken this long. I creeped my eyes open to see that I was flying, upwards! I was about to scream when the tiny blue woman flew across my face and signaled me to be quiet. I looked around and saw Wendy flying next to me with a look of jealousy on her face. I had no idea what she was looking at until I felt hands shift themselves on my waist. I flung my head upwards to see Peter flying above me with his chest on my back. My face began burning up and I started to squirm out of his grip.
"Calm down, Cosette! You're fine." he whispered with a look of annoyance on his face. But I didn't care. I elbowed him in the stomach causing him to drop me. I turned my body around to be surprised when I hit the floor. Wendy had a look of relief on her face and Peter looked horrified. He began speeding after me but I was falling too fast. I closed my eyes again but suddenly felt hands around my waist again. I opened my eyes to see Peter in front of me with sweat trickling down his flawless face. He jerked our bodies upward just in time to miss the ground by a hair. He began screaming at me but I wasn't listening. I was being too engulfed by the sound of my heartbeat. When he stopped yelling, he looked up and smiled the biggest smile I've ever seen.
"Wendy, Cosette. Welcome to Neverland."